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&lt;br /&gt;you're welcome to another brand new evening. i was going through the news and found out that the wife of the PRESIDENT of the federal republic of NIGERIA is going to be the acting president. you can imagine them Hausas again running the country like its some FAMILY BUSINESS or a BIRTHRIGHT. since when did the FEDERAL REPUBLIC OF NIGERIA turn into the FEDERAL REPUBLIC OF HAUSA. why the hell do we need this shit from them again in this TWENTY-FIRST CENTURY. they ran this country down when it was under the AUTOCRATIC MILITARY REGIME now we are in a DEMOCRATIC REGIME and they are still OBSESSED with destroying this nation. i love my Hausa friends but what their sub-region is doing to this country is making me feel that we are better off without each other, we keep blaming them for almost everything and i know, i'm not going to lie about the other DE-REPPING Nigeria is suffering due to the south but the truth there is that from the outset Nigeria as in the north and south was never meant to be a country. look at the way we've been carrying on with each other like we HATE each other. if a northerner and a southerner are in another country and there is a disagreement and they were to choose who to support they'd choose the inhabitants of that country rather than themselves from the same country.
&lt;br /&gt;TRUST ME, i love this country to pieces but it breaks my heart every time that i SEE/HEAR this crap is going on every time and we can't stop it. i remember when i heard that Nigeria will DISINTEGRATE in so so so year i was like fuck it man. these people are trying SO HARD to see us fail/fall (whichever floats your boat). well, like i already said that was THEN because right now i'm not so sure of Nigeria as a nation anymore. i'm so scared that the country NIGERIA i once called mine won't be any longer and TRUST ME it won't be far too long that, that will happen. how i wish  these IDIOTS that think that ruling this country is BIRTHRIGHT rather than a duty will see that they are running this country in to the gallows and TRUST ME, i'm not trying to be an English linguist or prophet of doom like most of us that are naive and TOO STUPID to see, would say or think i am. Praying for this country isn't going to solve this matter. if you like, tell me i have LITTLE FAITH. that's your shit load of thought. the issue here is that if we do not find a solution fast then we might as well sit down and watch as this country TEAR INTO PIECES like its already doing.
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&lt;br /&gt;oh God i can't wait for the day that i will have the REPUBLIC OF SOUTHERN NIGERIA as my nationality. call me what you want but i'm going to tell you how it its. TRUST ME, its just a matter of two years tops and we are THROUGH as a nation. by then we'd have had ENOUGH of each other and it'll be time for us to go our VERY SEPARATE WAYS. TRUST ME, i know what i'm saying. the only thing i don't know is how many PARTS we are going to be at the END OF THE DAY and which part is going to be the most industrialized first. Nigeria is going to be FIFTY this year and this might be the very last JUBILEE (if you know what i'm saying) its/she (whichever floats your boat) going to have. so my dearies celebrate this one with all your might because NIGERIA WILL SOON CEASE TO BE A NATION/REPUBLIC/NAME IT and when that time comes we should be prepared.
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Well on ONE of them. The "K" of the group was talking or should I say bragging about his WHAT THE FUCK WE DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT engagement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of this dude to just come out and say I'M ENGAGED and we'll all say CONGRATS. The dude kept going on about his THIS and THAT and WTF? Does he seriously think we care about it? Maybe he was just hungry for some attention. Well, here are the excerpts of the CRAP he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"The ring I gave my fiancee is pure diamond (supposedly worth $20, 000).&lt;br /&gt;YEAH RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;The date has not been fixed for the wedding yet but we have done our introduction. We did that in my fiancee's father's Okota home in Lagos this January. The engagement was in Dubai, the choice was Dubai because I wanted to surprise her. I told her we were going to Dubai on holiday and we stayed at the tallest hotel in the world, the popular 7 star hotel in Dubai, Burj Al Arab Hotel. &lt;br /&gt;I SUPPOSE THE CHEAPEST OF THE CHEAP ROOMS.&lt;br /&gt;The hotel room rates starts from $1, 767. 66.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, EVEN TO THE FUCKING CENTS. NIGERIANS HOW MUCH OF THE SHIT ARE WE GOING TO CONTINUE DOING TO OURSELVES?&lt;br /&gt;I hired a parachute&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?!!!!!!!! WHO USES A PARACHUTE TO PROPOSE? K HONEY IN CASE YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT A PARACHUTE IS OR MIGHT HAVE FORGOTTEN THIS IS IT!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/S4CIN93lPJI/AAAAAAAAAF0/S8vYuk-vYOI/s1600-h/parachute.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/S4CIN93lPJI/AAAAAAAAAF0/S8vYuk-vYOI/s320/parachute.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440498123390925970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW THAT MUST HAVE MUST HAVE BEING TRAUMATICALLY ROMANTIC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for just the two of us and when we were about 40, 000 feet above sea level, I brought out the ring and asked her to marry me. She said yes. The time we spent in the parachute was a memorable one.&lt;br /&gt;SO PEOPLE CAN SPEND TIME TOGETHER WHILE PARACHUTING? WOW, I NEVER KNEW. LOL, HIS STUPIDITY IS STUNNING!&lt;br /&gt;When we returned to Nigeria, I bought her a car - a Honda Ridgeline - she deserves it.&lt;br /&gt;SO?&lt;br /&gt;My wife-to-be is beautiful but above that she's beautiful on the inside. She is brillant, intelligent, generous, and an understanding woman. She's so much fun to be with. &lt;br /&gt;I DOUBT.&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Ijeoma Oduah &lt;br /&gt;WHY THE FUCK DO WE NEED TO KNOW HER NAME FOR?&lt;br /&gt;and she's from Ogbaru LGA Anambra State and she's still a student studying mass communication. I love my woman and I am going to have a loud and classy wedding very soon." ~ Kingsley Okonkwo of KC-Presh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the unhealthy things we Nigerians engage ourselves in. Why the hell do we need this? This is what is called too much information. &lt;br /&gt;WILLIAM GATES is the richest man in the world and he was rich before he married his wife and you didn't hear him brag shit.&lt;br /&gt;Jay Z gave Beyonce a two million dollar ring and he didn't say shit. People didn't even know he was married. It was the nosy paps that saw the ring on her finger, photographed it and went to a jeweler and asked how much it was worth. So WTF is he trying to prove? Gosh, he really needs help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? This dude even snapped the ring or is it his girl (whichever, i still don't care). Here is the pathetic thing.....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/S4CBDL-bRjI/AAAAAAAAAFM/IAD8u8NcQoI/s1600-h/KC-Presh-The-ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/S4CBDL-bRjI/AAAAAAAAAFM/IAD8u8NcQoI/s320/KC-Presh-The-ring.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440490241617774130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is what I call a ring worth $20, 000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/S4CFDCWGooI/AAAAAAAAAFc/_we_cZ_GzIM/s1600-h/rochelle+rings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/S4CFDCWGooI/AAAAAAAAAFc/_we_cZ_GzIM/s320/rochelle+rings.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440494637079241346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's another one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/S4CFt1hkwdI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Vpqy01940XE/s1600-h/Dream-Ring1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/S4CFt1hkwdI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Vpqy01940XE/s320/Dream-Ring1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440495372372066770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's obvious that these rings are classy not some cheap thing that instead of him to shut his MOUTH UP he kept the noise making. 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Seriously i don't get it. Fighting for a man? That's like making him a champion, like he's GOD'S GIFT TO WOMEN. Eww, whatever. Does it really have to do with the fact that we women are PETTY or is it that we're DESPERATE? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading from one blog that SOME CHICK was fighting over a MAN with the EX of the MAN. Now, isn't this kind of STUPID? Why should a CURRENT be fighting with an EX, when the CURRENT already has the MAN and the EX don't. To start with FIGHTING FOR YOUR MAN isn't actually the PHYSICAL SIDE OF THINGS but the VERBAL and I don't mean VERBAL ABUSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we FIGHT for our loved ones we look out for their best interests. We don't go about CURSING people of dashing out BLACK AND BLUE EYES (whatever's your take). We make sure that people who are out there to harm our loved ones are PUT IN THEIR PLACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This issue of SHE STOLE MY BOYFRIEND is some STUPID SHIT. Why? Its because nobody belongs to anybody until they are MARRIED and that too has its own you-know-what. So, if the one you ONCE LOVED or STILL LOVED can be TAKEN COMPLETELY away from you by another woman then he was never yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at it this way. Most of the people would go about fighting for the ONE THAT GOT AWAY end up waking up to the actual fact that they had already RAN THEIR COURSE and the fight was unnecessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE is beautiful and doesn't need VIOLENCE as a CATALYST or an APHRODISIAC to make it seem interesting and fascinating. It already is. If the one you once loved got away then let then be. Don't go about telling the others after you that you were the BADDEST (sorry for the wrong superlative) chick he had ever beein with because that's just reducing your rep to that of the HOOD-RAT(or mouse to be nice) that is if you aren't already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my take on fight for a man.......DON'T! NEVER!! Its only going to bring you shame and disgrace. I know its CLICHE but if that man is yours, you damn well sure that he isn't going to be taken away by some STRANGE VAGINA. He might wander off but he'll surely be back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Begin  freelinkexchange.weebly.com - provided code --&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://feedjit.com/serve/?bc=FFFFFF&amp;tc=5F5F5F&amp;brd1=0000FF&amp;lnk=5F5F5F&amp;hc=0000FF&amp;ww=160"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;
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Its NNEKA. The golden girl. Well, as for moi, I'm talking about her music and what I think of if. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song, when I first heard I was like "what is this?" then I changed the channel. It was Channel O. Honestly, I was like what's is this AFRO HAIRED CHICK wants to say that Bob Marley hasn't already said. Until ONE DAY, I was in the kitchen washing the dishes then I heard this song and I was CURIOUS then I proceeded to the sitting room. LOW and BEHOLD it was the AFRO HAIRED CHICK and I was surprised. It was also the very SONG I was like WHAT THE HELL to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vocally, I won't lie that she is strong. She's just on a scale of one to ten I'd give her a FIVE POINT SIX. It seems to be too subtle. I'm kind of like a sucker for power houses (Celine Dion, Onyeka Owenu, Peabo Bryson and how can I forget Miss. Whitney) but on the terms of creativity, lyrics, composition and style(which i deem UNIQUE) I'd say she's got something. Most people especially Nigerians would say WHAT IS THIS GIRL SINGING?  and others might do what I initially did but if you listen very well and pay attention you'd get the message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, I think she doesn't really care about what we say about her voice or her dress sense or her style of singing. I don't think she really wants to know our opinion on those things because to be honest those THINGS BELONG TO HER AND HER ALONE. But she does care about the message she is sending through her song, the way she is sending it and WHAT HER SONG MEANS TO US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is one of the rarest musicians Nigerians have. She damn well knows what she is doing. She, to me represents the alternative culture in Nigeria. The culture that is laid back and is sometimes beaten to submission by the popular culture already prevalent in Nigeria. From her music to her hair to her clothes and the way she carries herself speaks volumes about how deep she is and how she wants us to see her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All and all, I'd say i'm beginning to LOVE this girl and this her song HEARTBEAT is the most priceless piece in her collection to me. 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I remember when hip hop was philosophical. It reminded me of the how ROCK music used to sound. Hip hop these days just focus on SEX, DRUGS, MONEY and GIRLS (who they refer to as BITCHES). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I respect the background of most rappers and how hip hop has raised most of the from the shackles of poverty to wealth but the fact is that most of them don't really involve themselves in hip hop. Most of them hide under the excuse of trying or introducing a new style to the sound but in the actual sense its a display of pure mediocrity. The most annoying thing is not them putting the record out but those buying it. Its like the association of the demented souls and that i tell you is a very poor thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/S3VNFkPLPXI/AAAAAAAAADk/AO8gKL5Yh9s/s1600-h/nas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/S3VNFkPLPXI/AAAAAAAAADk/AO8gKL5Yh9s/s320/nas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437336883141754226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In their defence of introducing new stuff into the hip hop genre, I would strongly say its a lie. WHY? Look at EMINEM (who I think is the BEST RAPPER ever but is not appreciated because of his race) he brought his own style which was fast rapping in a rhythmic way. BONE THUGS 'N' HARMONY, those I say were the fastest rappers ever. Twista had nothing on them. SNOOP DOGG, laid back. Easy going just flowing was his trademark style. NAS made us, the new generation, to see the essence of hip hop which was to talk about the ills in the society. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hip hop as a genre is just like Rock. The founding fathers and disciples made sure that the music focused on things that were strictly artistic and sometimes dark and psychotic. Hip hop was deep. It was a song you bobbed your head to. It was like poetry put in motion and beats to come to life. It wasn't about the amount of chicks you had sex with or the drugs to took or the money you threw around but something more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/S3VOpjHF5YI/AAAAAAAAADs/I9VDUXCyxDg/s1600-h/diams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 249px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/S3VOpjHF5YI/AAAAAAAAADs/I9VDUXCyxDg/s320/diams.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437338600826332546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hip hop gave so many youths a sound regardless of where you were from or what you looked like. Even people who claimed to be hardcore rock fans saw some similarity of hip hop with rock and embraced it even if not publicly. Hip hop was the genre that we knew made us see more than just the surface of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand the trying to make it commercial but being too commercial is like losing the way and missing the point. Its like rejecting the NORM and accepting the CON. The hip hop right now is like insulting the listeners. Yes, that's the word INSULTING. Modern day hip hop is an insulting piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/S3VPy_XrqPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/wmkn6Iy7c4M/s1600-h/jay-z-rolling-stone-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/S3VPy_XrqPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/wmkn6Iy7c4M/s320/jay-z-rolling-stone-cover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437339862542559474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me being born in the eighties this crap I listen to today is a total disgrace and it shows how most of our artistes are missing the point and becoming cluesless. Hip hop has now turned to a side show nonsense. *sighs* i really miss GOOD QUALITY MUSIC. God, when are those days going to come again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if i didn't stick to the point but seriously in my mind i think HIP HOP is dead. Some say its sleeping while others well, are in the demented region.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i sign off i want to  give you a list of my favourite rappers of all time. If you don't agree with then its your cup of tea. I don't fucking care. &lt;br /&gt;EMINEM&lt;br /&gt;NAS&lt;br /&gt;LUPE FIASCO&lt;br /&gt;KRS ONE (though i've listened to one of his song and i tell you its amazing)&lt;br /&gt;SNOOP DOGG&lt;br /&gt;BONE THUGS N HARMONY&lt;br /&gt;HHP (southie boy)&lt;br /&gt;PRO KID (")&lt;br /&gt;MI&lt;br /&gt;TALIB KWELI&lt;br /&gt;PROVERB&lt;br /&gt;MOS DEF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/S3VQiuf-JsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rt1fIQCGMcQ/s1600-h/mosdef1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/S3VQiuf-JsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rt1fIQCGMcQ/s320/mosdef1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437340682647643842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAY Z&lt;br /&gt;KANYE WEST (college dropout was off the hook)&lt;br /&gt;MIKE SHINODA (i really don't know how you spell his name but he is the rapper for linkin park and fort minor but he is here based on his work with fort minor)&lt;br /&gt;TU PAC(just for respect. we wasn't really all that)&lt;br /&gt;MODENINE&lt;br /&gt;ONE SOUTH AFRICAN DUDE THAT IN THE VIDEO HAD ATAP FALLING FROM A TOP WINDOW.&lt;br /&gt;DIAMS(a french chick)&lt;br /&gt;DA L.E.S&lt;br /&gt;MAGGZ( just because of one song though. the dude has got mad delivery skills)&lt;br /&gt;And some others i can't remember for now but i'd get back to you later. *yawn* so sleepy right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Begin  freelinkexchange.weebly.com - provided code --&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://feedjit.com/serve/?bc=FFFFFF&amp;tc=5F5F5F&amp;brd1=0000FF&amp;lnk=5F5F5F&amp;hc=0000FF&amp;ww=160"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;
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This song to me is one of the many wonders from Mr. Lupe Fiasco. This song has three verses and three choruses. Each of the chorus centres on the fact that Lupe should "dumb it down" meaning that he should stop being all philosophical or educational or insightful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt each of the chorus very well even the verses but his system of rapping and lyrricism was way over my league so I'd stick with the choruses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/S3Mq-QREQgI/AAAAAAAAADE/mJVRitKl1q8/s1600-h/lupe-fiasco-cool1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/S3Mq-QREQgI/AAAAAAAAADE/mJVRitKl1q8/s320/lupe-fiasco-cool1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436736424173126146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The First chorus;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;You goin' over niggas' heads Lu (Dumb it down)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;means that he isn't coming to their level i.e the level of the people in the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;They tellin' me that they don't feel you (Dumb it down)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hood/streets don't understand him and don't like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;We ain't graduate from school nigga (Dumb it down)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;already self explanatory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Them big words ain't cool nigga (Dumb it down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they don't like the vocabulary in his lyricism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Yeah I heard Mean And Vicious nigga (Dumb it down)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they already heard his song Mean and Vicious (though I've not heard the song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Make a song for the bitches nigga (Dumb it down)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he should make a song about women&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;We don't care about the weather nigga (Dumb it down)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;already explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;You'll sell more records if you (Dumb it down)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;already self explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the each of the statements the phrase "dumb it down" was repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This first phrase goes to talk about what most people felt about his first album FOOD &amp; LIQUOR. Which was critically acclaimed and showed a different side to hip hop which was more than the vulgar lyrics and booty popping since in most hip hop songs and videos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/S3MrWHEaORI/AAAAAAAAADM/I8x2djeEgxQ/s1600-h/lupe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/S3MrWHEaORI/AAAAAAAAADM/I8x2djeEgxQ/s320/lupe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436736834020981010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Second chorus;&lt;br /&gt;the voice that was used by Lupe sounded like that of a white man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;You've been shedding too much light Lu (Dumb it down)&lt;br /&gt;You make'em wanna do right Lu (Dumb it down)&lt;br /&gt;They're getting self-esteem Lu (Dumb it down)&lt;br /&gt;These girls are trying to be queens Lu (Dumb it down)&lt;br /&gt;They're trying to graduate from school Lu (Dumb it down)&lt;br /&gt;They're starting to think that smart is cool Lu (Dumb it down)&lt;br /&gt;They're trying to get up out the hood Lu (Dumb it down)&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you what you should do (Dumb it down)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This chorus was based on the fat that Lupe somehow after the release of his debut album started this NERDINESS IS COOL campaign somehow. It kind seemed okay for most hood kids to do right especially girls and leave these hoods and make something off of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/S3Mrjj63roI/AAAAAAAAADU/9F5Fhbw6mT8/s1600-h/lupe1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/S3Mrjj63roI/AAAAAAAAADU/9F5Fhbw6mT8/s320/lupe1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436737065103896194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Third chorus:&lt;br /&gt;this part was more of a direct confrontation to him (Lupe). It talks about him not talking about his cars but about his skateboards and other nerdy stuff. It also made fun of him being on the GQ men of the year's list in 2006. It also highlighted the fact that he dosen't do the obvious in his videos like pouring champagne on chicks and other stuffs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;You putting me to sleep nigga (Dumb it down)&lt;br /&gt;That's why you ain't popping in the streets nigga (Dumb it down)&lt;br /&gt;You ain't winning no awards nigga (Dumb it down)&lt;br /&gt;Robots and skateboards nigga? (Dumb it down)&lt;br /&gt;GQ Man Of The Year G? (Dumb it down)&lt;br /&gt;Shit ain't rocking over here B (Dumb it down)&lt;br /&gt;Won't you talk about your cars nigga? (Dumb it down)&lt;br /&gt;And what the fuck is goyard nigga (Dumb it down)&lt;br /&gt;Make it rain for the chicks (Dumb it down)&lt;br /&gt;Pour champagne on a bitch (Dumb it down)&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck is wrong with you? (Dumb it down)&lt;br /&gt;How can I get on a song with you? (Dumb it down)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The overall of this song is based on the response he got from his debut album, especially the negative response. If you haven't heard then i recommend it to me its like one of the best hip hop songs of this millennium. Though this album THE COOL was very very much underappreciated. Its better than that thing Lil' Wayne made what the fuck is it called again .......THE CARTER THREE. That was some fucking demented hip hop album and so many demented souls were bobbing their heads to and buying it. Very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Begin  freelinkexchange.weebly.com - provided code --&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://feedjit.com/serve/?bc=FFFFFF&amp;tc=5F5F5F&amp;brd1=0000FF&amp;lnk=5F5F5F&amp;hc=0000FF&amp;ww=160"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;
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They may also use the term ambigender to describe themselves. Many androgynes identify as being mentally "between" woman and man, or as entirely genderless. This could be in fashion or in biology. Yes, I said it, BIOLOGY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people think that being an androgyne means that you are either a HERMOPHRODITE or a HOMOSEXUAL or a BISEXUAL which is not true most of the time. Most androgynes in the world today hide their identities because of the fear of being judged or misinterpreted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i got to the second paragrapgh above i made mention of BIOLOGY having a role in determining whether or not a person is going to be ANDROGYNOUS. Well there is something known as BRAIN SEX or in other words BRAIN GENDER. This is a situation which determines whether or not a child is going to be a TOMBOY or SISSY (androgynous characteristics). This is caused by the amount of hormone (TESTOSTERONE or ESTROGEN) secreted in the brain of the FOETUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/S3IAsGLKAhI/AAAAAAAAACU/9cFSLNMYMPc/s1600-h/633161bill+kaulitz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/S3IAsGLKAhI/AAAAAAAAACU/9cFSLNMYMPc/s320/633161bill+kaulitz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436408457761260050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In most babies, the "APPROPRIATE" hormone is secreted in the brain making a boy to have a MALE BRAIN and a girl, a FEMALE BRAIN but in other cases, the reverse is the case. People like these end up growing up as TOMBOYS or SISSIES. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theory is also backed up by the length of our fingers. A girl with a female brain's INDEX FINGER is always longer than her RING finger and for boys with a male brain, the INDEX finger is shorter than the RING finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMBOYS fingers are like that of a typical boy and SISSIES fingers are also like that of a typical girl. This goes to show that most androgynes don't choose to be but are born that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Factors also influence people to become androgynes but it is very very very rare compared the ones born to be. Also most androgynes are forced by the factors around them that there is no place for them on this planet. Its more like there isn't any place in between, you are either a boy or a girl but most of the time nature doesn't really pan out the way we'd expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was/am(whichever is correct) an androgyne. i also have the biological backing. My INDEX finger shorter than my Ring finger. I don't think a hundred percent like the normal female. I am a proud androgyne but MOST TIMES, I am being told that I am not a man. The thing that this people refuse to get is that I am not trying to be one. I was born with a male brain but people just don't get. Well, I didn't really did at first because I thought that external factors like growing up with guys made me who I am but until i started reading stuffs on BRAIN SEX and ANDROGYNY, I realised that I was actually born this way. So, PHYSICALLY, I am not a man but PSYCHOLOGICALLY- I guess from all indications it seems that I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/S3IELdAvDxI/AAAAAAAAACk/EBlM43FhGdA/s1600-h/androgynous+female.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/S3IELdAvDxI/AAAAAAAAACk/EBlM43FhGdA/s320/androgynous+female.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436412295002394386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get it twisted too that I am some transsexual male trapped in a woman's body---HELL to the NO! I am so NOT! I am just a girl who is not a 100% female but I love my physical gender. To me i think I am lucky to be enjoying the best of both worlds. I love to buy and wear feminine clothes though I'm not too big on skirts and make-up but the rest I love even five-si inch heels. They are my favorite. Though some people would say I still look like I had put on some guy's outfit, its the fact that i can't help what i think. If my interpretation is like that of a dude thetn i guess is my MALE BRAIN coming into action. I also love to care about my hair. Its one thing I know that is a 100% feminine about me though I do have this male i-don't-give-a-shit attitude toward it but I know its just me being human. I am also HETEROSEXUAL. I am attracted to men only. I daydream of them only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/S3IB5LXV2XI/AAAAAAAAACc/5HGMwQ7-680/s1600-h/scansione0001b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/S3IB5LXV2XI/AAAAAAAAACc/5HGMwQ7-680/s320/scansione0001b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436409782004472178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people try to make me feel inferior. Like I'm wrong for being who I am. As if I created myself..mmmm... IGNORANCE on display(of course they never admit it). Does being an androgyne make me less of a woman? ABSOLUTELY NOT and neither doe it make me much of a man but it does make me understand both sexes and this is what i term as PRICELESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO WHAT, if you are an androgyne? If you are out there and people are try to fit you into a box like they do me especially if you are HETEROSEXUAL and not a HERMOPHRODITE then dearies, IGNORE them because they IGNORED KNOWLEDGE and live your lives the best way you can. If they don't like it then the can go HANG themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Begin  freelinkexchange.weebly.com - provided code --&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://feedjit.com/serve/?bc=FFFFFF&amp;tc=5F5F5F&amp;brd1=0000FF&amp;lnk=5F5F5F&amp;hc=0000FF&amp;ww=160"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;
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Amodu, i think is the go to guy for qualification, then Eguavoen is for nations cup and my love, Siasia is for the world cup and if NFA is not ready to hire Scholari then i think they should forget it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the players, my advice to them it, honor before money. why i said that, simple. because it would be the only thing that they'd be remembered by long after they are gone. money unless you were one time the richest person in the world would not make you live forever but your legacy. so if i were them I'd think of what i want to be remembered by, which is either a member of the first African team that won the world cup or just a regular player who's pocket is a fat like every other player out there. how i wish Odemwingie had a better platform to portray what a great player he really is. oh well one the shenanigans of being a Nigerian i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Begin  freelinkexchange.weebly.com - provided code --&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://feedjit.com/serve/?bc=FFFFFF&amp;tc=5F5F5F&amp;brd1=0000FF&amp;lnk=5F5F5F&amp;hc=0000FF&amp;ww=160"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;
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plantain boy. yep! you heard right plan-tain boy. how sick can a person get. doesn't he have people that tell him to diversify his music. he should know that nigerian is not a big motorpark where whatever he sings would be accepted. i seriously think that we need some harsh critics like Simon Cowell to put him in his place. tomorrow he'll be complaining of piracy, why won't there be when the songs you make are for the same people who prefer to buy pirated copies because its cheaper? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my advice for him is this think before you sing or shut the hell up. simple. we don't need rubbish in our ears all in the name of music. i'm telling you i hear that mosiquito buzzing in my ear i am so gonna squash it. crap! what rubbish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Begin  freelinkexchange.weebly.com - provided code --&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://feedjit.com/serve/?bc=FFFFFF&amp;tc=5F5F5F&amp;brd1=0000FF&amp;lnk=5F5F5F&amp;hc=0000FF&amp;ww=160"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;
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i seriously do not know why these people are afraid of going outside their box. rock stars do it everyday though it doesn't come out great all the time but at least they tried. do they think that we are that stupid? they come into the industry hungry without food and shelter and nobody who cares about them. we embrace them, love them, give them food to eat and guess what they do; turn their backs on us and force feed us with the crap they call music. i rather listen to kumbaya than the trash I'm subjected to these days. most of them forget that we are their customers and we need to be satisfied or else........!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, i think we are already too stupid to know that right? look at us.... i mean most of us are more interested in daydreaming about them. they feed us with good looks and nudity with a slap of trashy music in the face and we say thank you. we always fail to realize the obvious until we are broke and looking for money to feed ourselves. seriously what are we thinking when we go about praising lil' wayne for a job  woefully done? i don't get it. why the hell should i call you a pro when you can't rap a sentence that will want me to be interested in the other things you have to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the subject rihanna i must say though that i was not her fan from the outset, has really grown as an artist. when she newly came in with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;her music of the sun album&lt;/span&gt; she like every other Caribbean who was trying to keep it real with her reggae roots. it was an average album then she came with the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;a girl like me&lt;/span&gt; which was rhythm and blues catchy but okay. all and all I'd saId it was nice. then the breakthrough....&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;good girl gone bad&lt;/span&gt; was a pop album with hints of rock and r'n'b to this i said rihanna had arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/SxUNwIq4TEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/pt8LPZRDTlA/s1600/skank+pic.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/SxUNwIq4TEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/pt8LPZRDTlA/s320/skank+pic.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410245647967734850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;rated r&lt;/span&gt; I've heard bits and pieces of the entire album and i say its a rock album with hints of reggae and pop. now this is what i call diversity. she is trying new things and to me whether it sells or not shows that she is out there to entertain us though i think she's still using the cheap route of sex sells to promote her album.&lt;br /&gt;Russian roulette to me is a very deep song and to me it made sense. the lyrics were very metaphorical and it had to do with a struggle, fight etc. she nailed it here and i don't care what anybody thinks of this song like i said before this is the best thing that rihanna has ever opened her mouth and sang. this song is amazing. its simple and short not like the too long and boring bullshit that beyonce or lady gaga subjects us to......very agonizing.&lt;br /&gt;to me great songs don't take too much time, they are not long. they come, touch you and go within a matter of five minutes. finally i can now say that rihanna now has  a classic song that will never die even in ages to come. Russian roulette is now one of the greatest songs of all time. and if you were wondering of chris brown........he's doomed not because that he's an abusive prick but because he was never meant to be a musician and he was, he needs a new management......FAST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Begin  freelinkexchange.weebly.com - provided code --&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://feedjit.com/serve/?bc=FFFFFF&amp;tc=5F5F5F&amp;brd1=0000FF&amp;lnk=5F5F5F&amp;hc=0000FF&amp;ww=160"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;
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'that' being the little skin displayed. this skin could be a little bit of a litttle cleavage, legs, neck, collar bones name it but rightfully done.&lt;br /&gt;but now what i see are breasts not cleavages, dressed that grab the asses and do not get me started on the transparent crap they branded with the name 'fishnets'. everybody on the street is trying to look like the very same commercial sex workers they condemn and think they are better than and to think of celebrities aren't helping matters with their sense of style because these are the very same people we copy. i am 20 and i have friends who look up to rihanna for style tips from hair to clothes. to me i think her present haircut is amazing but her outfits are no different from the prostitutes that stay under the bridge at rumuola by night the only difference is the price tag and to me that is rather appalling.&lt;br /&gt;oh how i wish we could go back to those days. its like the fashion industry is saying that men should look over fully clothed and women....oh well if you have a rag that can go round your body as long as your nipples and vagina are covered then you're okay.......argh we desperately need a change and i mean now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/SxUBvpPC7qI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YyygOd9pLTM/s1600/skank+pic.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xf5vvRX7Rmo/SxUBvpPC7qI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YyygOd9pLTM/s320/skank+pic.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410232445389958818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Begin  freelinkexchange.weebly.com - provided code --&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://feedjit.com/serve/?bc=FFFFFF&amp;tc=5F5F5F&amp;brd1=0000FF&amp;lnk=5F5F5F&amp;hc=0000FF&amp;ww=160"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;
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